Category Archives: Chicago

Chicago is made up of stoplights, vehicles, buildings and a lack of parking spaces. Oh, and people, lots and lots of people…but sometimes it seems more like cars, stoplights (that are always red), and lack of parking spaces. Twenty-five year … Continue reading →

pinterest.com the thing about winter is that we get to see the delicate beauty of trees their naked branches and graceful movements as they dance with the wind vacant nests appear out of nowhere left by feathered beauties who may … Continue reading →

I write a lot about Chicago. I do that because I love Her. People write about their kids and I write about my city. The city has changed tremendously, since I was a child and not all of that has … Continue reading →

a city has a life of its own the streets the buildings interact with humans but are separate the trees the lake the parks all have personal and secret lives that have noting to do with us but we do … Continue reading →

sitting on a rooftop staring at the stars that still had the guts to shine through the pollution she listened to the rapid heartbeat of the city I love you she whispered holding out her arms and the city’s … Continue reading →